Emo Trinity One Shots

Anything For My Princess [Gerard Way X Reader]

I suck at writing plots gdi- So in this part, the reader is sick (as frick), and their boyfriend Gerard Way decided to stay and take care of them instead of celebrating the release of their new album "Danger Days" with his bandmates.
FLUFFY.

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Your P.O.V.

"Ugh, fuck." I roll in my bed, getting the sheets wrapped around my body. I sit up, and close my eyes, leaning back. "I can't believe i got sick today, why not tomorrow, or next week? No, today." I got out of bed, wiggling out of the sheets. Today was very important to Gerard, he's celebrating Danger Days with the band. He wanted me to come but, i don't think i can.

I tripped, but held onto the bed, so i didn't fall. "Why? Because life hates me. Of. Fucking. Course." I put on my bunny slippers and my hoodie that i found resting at the edge of the bed. I go into the bathroom and look myself in the mirror, i looked so pale. I rested the back of my hand on my forehead, i was a little warm, nothing serious.. I hope.

After doing my business and getting washed. I headed back to my room and basically flopped on my bed. I call it a sick day, i can't even fucking stand, for fuck's sake. I pick up my phone, looking at the time. 11:15.

I scrolled through the contacts, finally finding Gerard's number, i hesitated. He's probably really happy right now, i can't just give him a mood drop. I look up at the ceiling and yawn. Being sick sucks, i don't know why i enjoyed sick days back when i used to go to school. The medicine, the headaches, the exhaustion that cannot be resolved with sleeping. It sucked.

I felt my phone buzz in my hand, i look at the ID.

" Jacket Slut "

I chuckle and clear my throat before picking up the phone and answering with a: "Mhm?"

"Morning, kitten!" I heard Gerard's somehow cheerful voice.

I chuckled, then spoke with a tired voice that i tried to hide as much as i can. "Kitten? I thought you weren't into that."

He giggled, how i loved to hear his laugh. "Close enough. What's up? You don't sound so good. Anything wrong?" This time his voice was gentle and sweet.

"Well.. I'm kinda sick.. But, it's-"

"Wait, what?" He seemed shocked, "Since when?"

"Um.. Probably yesterday night. But i'm fine! I can-" I paused a moment to cover my mouth and cough. "I can take care of myself. I'm fine."

"Wel, you don't seem so fine! You know what- i'm coming. Stay home."

"But, Gee!"

"No buts." He hung up. I whined and flopped back on the bed.

Gerard's P.O.V.

I hung up and picked up my jacket that was hanging from the chair i sat on.

"What's wrong?" Ray gave me a puzzled look. Frank and Mikey then looked at me.

I sighed, sliding my jacket on. "(Y/n) is sick. I need to go take care of her."

"Oh no.. Does that mean she's not coming tonight?" Frank asked, setting his cup of coffee down. I shook my head, "I don't think so. Anyways, you guys have fun tonight, don't wait for me." I grabbed my cup of coffee and put my sunglasses on.